Bobby Shmurda - 3 Shots lyrics

[Verse 1: Bobby Shmurda] Give a f** about you bum n***as, dumb n***as Let me tell you 'bout my young n***as, run n***as About their hood, about their slums, n***a, what n***a? Have you ever seen a pump, n***a? Drum, n***a? I've been on it with some gun spitters, gun n***as And we be shootin' 'til they come get us, f** n***as And we be strapped and they ain't tell, n***a, hush n***a Don't you ask me 'bout my cars, n***as or my Blood n***as They be with me cause [?] n***a So don't you tell me what it should be or what your hood be I'ma tell you how it could be and what it would be If a n***a try to touch me then I'ma bust three Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW [Hook: Bobby Shmurda and Chinx] Hit a n***a in his head top and watch a dread drop I'ma put him on the red dot before I send shots Tell my n***a ain't no leg shots before we bend blocks Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW Hit a n***a in his head top and watch a dread drop I'ma put him on the red dot before I send shots Tell my n***a ain't no leg shots before we bend blocks Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW When we come up in the buildin', p**y n***as head out Every time we come around, know we bring the feds out We ain't tryna take no legs out, we want them head shots Like BLAOW [Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel] n***a 7:45 done parked out of his house Gun in his mouth, my little mans run in his house Soon as the shotty snatch his body, grab the bricks and we out Then switch the place for the jakes, so they won't figure it out And I'm like what, n***a? f** n***as I'm G-U-N and I tote guns, n***a, guns, n***a Give a f** where you're from, n***a You'll find your mommy in the trunk, n***a, slumped, n***a And find your brother in that Dunns River Whoever holdin' on that money better bring that bread out Every time we in the buildin', boy we bring the feds out We ain't aimin' for your legs, boy we want that headshot Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW [Hook: Bobby Shmurda and Chinx] Hit a n***a in his head top and watch a dread drop I'ma put him on the red dot before I send shots Tell my n***a ain't no leg shots before we bend blocks Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW When we come up in the buildin', p**y n***as head out Every time we come around, know we bring the feds out We ain't tryna take no legs out, we want them head shots Like BLAOW